Drive-Thru

... to keep him sane.

He wakes up. She stirs to his direction.

Then, he began to caress her face. He wants her face to linger on his mind a little longer, even though he will not forget it. He touches her delicate skin, only to feel his hair stand up. His hand goes around her naked body under the blanket.

Suddenly, she pounces onto him and pulls his face up. Their lips meet each other.

"Don't leave yet," she whispers between their kisses. She becomes wilder than ever; she finds her way on his body, and soon strokes his manhood.

His phone rings at the far side of the room.

"I've got to go." A lie.

Soon enough, her mouth swallows him whole. His body gives up to this temptation. He pulls her up and smacks his lips onto her.

He enters.

And when they're finished, he'd change in his new clothes and reach for his wallet. He gave the bills and quickly stormed out of the room, avoiding her face once again.

Someday, he'll get her as his own without buying her. Someday, she'll see him as a man who can love, not a man whose love was pleasure of tasting another body.

But for now, he just had to buy her to keep him sane.